I got up. Usual time. 8:30 AM. Class starting in like. Oh. 20 minutes. No like for real though I need to hurry up before my mom kicks my ass.
I slowly turned over, pulled my covers off and walked twards the bathroom. I blindly felt for the light switch ah here it is, i thought as i flicked on the switch. I staired at my reflection for a moment. Today is the day, you are going to talk to Peter. I smiled at the thought of him, Peter Smith. His lovely brown hair and blue eyes... Man it just got hot up in here! I said fanning my self.
"Anastasia!" my mother yelled angrly from down stairs, "You have 10 minutes!" she warned. "M'kay" I sighed as i hurridly brushed my purple hair, reapplied my eyeliner, put on mascara, brushed my teeth and put on perfume. Clothes, you cant walk around in a oversized t-shirt at school. Which i have done before but i dont advise it unless you like suspensions.I walked over to my white clothing drawer and pulled out some black leggings, a black tanktop , my tye dye crop top and my black combat boots.
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Teen Witch
ParanormalBelle was just like the average person, normal, until her 15th birthday. Things got a little... erm.. magical?